Qiao Qiao is not a mentally ill person with a broken brain.

He can tell what is good-looking and what is ugly.

For example, Asano Ariko is very beautiful.

At this moment, the fifteen-year-old girl was wearing a light-colored bathrobe decorated with pear blossom patterns, wearing wooden clogs, sitting lazily by the window, but Qiao Qiao felt a different taste.

The cold moonlight scattered, half of her body was bathed in the moonlight, forming an impressive and sharp contrast.

Nowadays, Ari Asano does feel that she does not belong to this world.

If some cherry blossoms with a speed of 5 cm in seconds fall outside the window at this time, the picture will probably be even better.

"What are you doing when you sit here?"

Qiao Qiao was a little curious and walked over and asked.

Asano's witch was not playing with her mobile phone, nor did she read the information or did anything else.

She just sat there simply.

"I'm looking at the temple."

When Asano Ariko saw Qiao Qiao, she smiled and pointed out the window.

Qiao Qiao stood behind her and took a look.

Indeed, from the hot spring hotel, you can see Hirota Shrine at night.

The magnificence of the day disappears, only the tranquility of the night.

"Just just look at the temple?"

Qiao Qiao sat on the opposite side of Asano Ariko and put down her clothes.

Knock.

When the clothes were placed on the table, they made a collision sound of hard objects.

"?"

Asano Ariko looked at the clothes Qiao Qiao changed.

Inside, there is a shining thing.

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

Qiao Qiao covered the exposed revolver with clothes and explained.

"Oh, I want to have it, too."

Asano Ariko looked at Qiao Qiao's revolver and was quite envious.

"I haven't reached the age yet. I can have it when I reach my age."

Qiao Qiao comforted her.

"And don't put too much affection into these weapons, and don't think that weapons can solve all problems."

Hearing Qiao Qiao's words, Asano Ariko suddenly felt a little sad.

Seeing her expression, Qiao Qiao said seriously.

"There is a proverb in China that guns are tools for killing people, and gunshots are tricks for killing people. No matter how gorgeous and beautiful it is, it cannot be concealed."

"Isn't this the line in "Langke O's Heart"?"

Asano Ariko couldn't help but complain.

"Have you seen that comic? I thought young people of this age could no longer read that kind of old works."

"Aren't the teacher only seventeen years old?"

Asano Ariko bulged her cheeks.

Qiao Qiao smiled without answering.

Today's Asano witch seems to be a little different?

He thought.

After chatting for a few more words, Qiao Qiao returned to the room first and took out the box of the Yamato model.

Because Asano Ariko said that she had never assembled a similar model, she wanted to see how Qiao Qiao clapped it, so she took it to the hall.

It can be heard that when Qiao Qiao walked into the hall with this 1:700 Yamato model, the entire hall suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.

Qiaoqiao's model assembly technology is average, and most of the experience comes from assembling firearms.

However, the assembly of the firearm does not require glue and tweezers.

Under the moonlight, Qiao Qiao carefully removed the parts with water pliers and assembled them little by little.

Asano Ariko looked at it carefully and asked from time to time.

This picture looks quite special in the hall.

Even Ayano Fujiwara and Masato Kotokai, who originally wanted to come to come to talk to Ariko Asano about tomorrow's mission, did not dare to break the atmosphere rashly.

Of course, because the model is of high quality and many details, even if it is assembled late at night, it is only one-third of the completion.

Qiao Qiao put away the remaining parts and stood up.

"I don't know if I can find the magic sword before I can finish it."

He sighed.

Asano Ariko narrowed her eyes when she heard this.

“No problem.”

Tuesday.

The day after Qiao Qiao asked for leave.

They came to Nagoya Women's University.

Those who come by taxi are reimbursed after all.

This is a high school and junior high school affiliated to Nagoya Girls’ University. Like the university department, it is also a girls’ school.

Qiao Qiao doesn't quite understand the significance of girls' schools, after all, he has basically never heard of similar existences in China.

However, Ayano Fujiwara patiently explained that since in the past, inhospital inequality between men and women was very serious and girls could not even go to school, some progressive people set up girls' schools to provide education for girls' schools.

Later, these schools lasted for hundreds of years and became traditions.

For example, the Ochasu Women's University in Tokyo, which is often regarded as a joke, is a school like this.

Neither Fujiwara Ayano nor Asano Ariko were born in girls' schools, and they were quite curious about girls' schools.

"It turns out that girls' schools are not really the only ones."

Today is school day. Qiao Qiao looked at the male physical education teacher who was running with the students on the playground and sighed.

Yes, although there are female students in girls' schools, there is no regulation that teachers must be female.

Male teachers still exist, and according to legend, they will be more popular.

Even male teachers with ordinary appearance will be very popular in girls' schools.

Perhaps this is the inspiration for male teachers from girls' schools to make female students surrender through various means in some comic works.

Qiao Qiao remembered some plots in comic magazines with only 0.5 standard units of spiritual power that I had read before.

Walking on campus, although it was class time, Qiao Qiao could still notice a lot of gazes from the classroom.

No wonder, after all, beautiful girls in witch suits are not common outside.

"Ah, that person is so handsome. Is it the star?"

"I decided that my boy and I were called Masaji and the girl was called Miaki."

"Ahhhhh, he glanced at me, looked at me!"

When I walked past the teaching building, I rang the bell for the get out of class and let out such a sigh from the onlookers.

Masato Kotokai was quite proud and pretended to be calm and walked through the atrium.

"After all, a beautiful man like me, I believe that those girls will be unable to resist."

Hearing his words, Ayano Fujiwara gave Yukitoi Masato a look.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the girls are staring at what Qiao Qiao said.

Qiao Qiao had no thoughts. He was walking while recalling the information he had read before going to bed last night.

A strange incident occurred at Nagoya Women's University a week ago.

Just like many campus stories, it is an incident where human skeleton models in biological laboratories are running wildly in the corridor late at night.

After investigation by the spirit-destroying master, it was the evil spirits that were responsible for it.

Yes, it's an evil spirit.
To be continued...